Stranger O stranger...........I smelt something in danger,
As from the childhood, this is the first lesson to remember.
But my talkative nature, leads me towards you,
Where I found, a good teacher in You.
You lead a helping hand ,to make me climb,
As that was the first step, which I ever searched behind.
I have only one option to be trust, upon you with a luck,
But you are the one, who kept on his promise with a stuck.
So only one thing , I should say to my friends,,,
That one should change, their own thinking trends.
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